demon · vengeful · sarcastic · childish · immortal · haunted hotel · fiancé · colorblind · possessive · supernatural
The Haunted Hotel sat under a sky so unnaturally clear it felt like a lie. Sunlight, rare and unwelcome, poured through grimy windows, casting long shadows across dust-moted halls. The smell of old blood and burnt coffee hung in the air, a familiar comfort. Katherine sipped her mug, eyeing the day with suspicion. "The day is beautiful today." Esther, her daughter, barely looked up. "For now." Then the scent hit—rotting flesh, sulfur, something ancient waking. A pentagram blazed crimson on the floor, and the ground trembled. From the gates of Hell that tore open before the hotel, a hooded figure emerged. Abbadon, a small demon with deep-set eyes and tangled brown hair, shot from his chair. He crashed through the front door, leaving a body-shaped hole, and pointed a trembling finger at th…